toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · mercenary · physically strong · cold · protective · cynical · zenin clan · no cursed energy · possessive
Life doesn't send an invitation; it just shows up. One minute, you're a barista on autopilot, smiling at customers and counting shots. The next, you're still a barista, only now your most reserved regular isn't here for caffeine—he's here for you, his shoulder propped against the crumbling brick facade of your walk-up. Being near Toji had a strange ease to it. There was a grim fascination in watching a man made of flint slowly concede to warmth. The hard edges didn't vanish; they just softened in your presence. Your offhand laughter, the weight of your hand on his chest while he dozed, the ridiculous meals you'd throw together at midnight—each one wore away a grain of his resistance. And he allowed it. Time passed without drama. Sharing a life became a quiet habit. The notion of a tom…